Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

   This moment.

  Cheng Buzheng flew forward at a leisurely pace with his hands on his back.

   It seems that there is no action, but it is not!

  In his hands behind his back, he held a silver sword pill upside down in his right hand, and a small and exquisite gray chain circled in his left hand.

  Suddenly.

  Cheng Buzheng narrowed his eyes that were casually looking forward.

   My mind moved.

  The hands on the back of the back, followed by a flick.

   With a low shout:

"go!"

  Swords turn into swords!

  Supernatural power: Soul-killing sword.

  A long rainbow that pierces the sky and the earth bursts out from the long sword like autumn water, and kills towards the intended target in a very strange way!

   It seems to be very slow to the naked eye, but it is actually incredibly fast.

  The gray dragon roams the void!

  A streamer of gray lightning also strangled towards the target.

  Two streamers, one in front and one behind, soared into the sky.

  The mighty sword light is blessed with supernatural powers, and its speed is unparalleled.

  Even if it is the gray chain, which is also a middle-grade magic weapon, its attack speed cannot be matched!

   It is at this moment.

  Cheng Buzheng's true cultivation was exposed, and the vast spiritual pressure erupted.

  A sudden change.

  The mental reaction of the middle-aged beautiful woman is also inferior.

  She only saw two streamers suddenly appear, and before she could make a move, one of them flew in front of her.

   Clang clang.

  The gray chains are like metal dragons, and they have wrapped around her body layer by layer.

  Heaven, underground!

   In all directions, the eyes are full of metal chains with a gray aura.

  Aura soared!

   Instantly.

  The dense metal chains suddenly shrank, and the cold metal chains wrapped around the delicate body.

   Until this moment.

  Stimulated by the icy coldness of the metal chains, the middle-aged beautiful woman reacted.

   Unfortunately, it's too late!

  If you don't have the power to fight against adversity, your fate is sealed.

   And that old man who is also a late-stage Golden Core is also worthy of being a late-stage Golden Core monk.

  Spiritual reaction is by no means comparable to that of a beautiful woman in the middle stage of Jindan.

   Just as the ghostly sword light struck, only nine feet away from him, the old man reacted.

   About this.

  Cheng Buzheng is not surprised, after all, the mental reaction of the Jindan late-stage monks is very abnormal, and the distance before is a bit far!

  He knew this in his heart.

  I saw that the old man who had a late-stage Jindan reaction reacted in an instant.

  At the same time, he also noticed that the old man with a cold face turned out to be a late Jindan cultivator! .

"Who are you?"

   "Why did you attack me!"

   "I hope fellow Taoists stop, we are monks of the Cyanwood Sect, and we are very close to here!

  As soon as the old man asked for help, reinforcements from the sect soon arrived.

   When the time comes, fellow daoist, you will have no room to stay. "

   After a few sentences in succession, the old man in the later stage of Jindan thoroughly analyzed the pros and cons of the matter.

  There are not only the meaning of good words and persuasion, but also the meaning of threat.

   It can be seen that the monks who can cultivate to the late stage of Jindan really change their minds very quickly.

  —It’s not a joke that people become mature when they grow old.

  Similarly, the old man had noticed long ago, that lump of metal ball suspended in the void.

   Take a hasty glance!

  The old man also knew that the gray chain magic weapon was a medium-grade magic weapon.

  Even he can't solve it in a short time.

   Besides.

  The owner of this treasure is also here, so the hope is even slimmer.

   But, okay!

  At present, the soul and energy are still there, obviously not dead yet.

certainly.

  Though he said so and thought so, the old man did not stop.

   It was too late to sacrifice the magic weapon.

   Only the life-saving jade talisman hanging under the neck can be activated.

   My mind moved.

  A layer of gold and white shield rose suddenly!

  Following that, the old man's figure flashed, showing a 'Zhi' shape to avoid the ghostly sword light.

but.

  The cold and stern old man Cheng Buzheng just gave him a cold look without saying a word of nonsense.

   Now that we have done it, there is no room for caching!

at this time.

  The ghostly sharp sword light soared into the sky, approaching the golden and white shield that was constantly changing its position.

  Even if the old man's speed is faster and Shensi can react, it will not be faster than that ethereal sword light.

boom!

  The gold-and-white shield was in a stalemate for only a moment, and then it was shattered inch by inch.

  The jade talisman hanging on the old man's neck also had cracks. Obviously, this seemingly high-grade jade talisman was also scrapped.

   However, it is also because of this.

  The old man also had a chance to breathe.

  Mana poured out crazily.

  Aura shines one after another.

  A shield in the shape of a tortoise shell suddenly burst into aura, turning into a huge shield, blocking him in front of him, and an extremely thick and mountainous aura spread out.

Simultaneously.

  A pagoda rose into the sky, and a white light curtain fell, emitting a faint halo.

  This layer of light curtain!

  Although it looks thin, it contains extremely powerful defensive power.

this moment.

  The old man showed his years of fighting experience to the fullest.

  Psychic reaction, speaking skills, and movements, all in one go.

   It can be said that it is too much to be regarded as a fighting textbook.

   But in the world of cultivating immortals, after all, strength is the main thing, supplemented by skills and experience!

we can even say··

  The key to winning or losing a fighting method, the proportion of experience and skill is very small, very small.

   Just when the old man in the late Jindan stage sacrificed two low-grade magic weapons one after another, he didn't have time to continue attacking the magic weapons.

  The ghostly sharp sword light struck again.

  Boom!

  A loud noise spread through the clouds, and the powerful aftermath tore countless white clouds into nothingness.

  A deep ravine appeared on the shield that swelled to a hundred times its size.

   See here.

  Although the old man's face remained unchanged, his heart ached.

   This is not an ordinary low-grade magic weapon, is it?

   It is an extremely rare fine-quality magic weapon, and its source has only three faint imprints of aura.

   Even so.

   But at this moment, he was facing a life-and-death crisis, so he couldn't care less about it.

   Mana surging.

  The old man is urging the power of this treasure with all his strength. Anyway, even if the repair is completed in the future, the power of this treasure will drop greatly.

   At that time, this shield will be no different from ordinary low-grade magic weapons.

   It's better to try to urge it, even if it is scrapped, it is worth it.

  Mind between thoughts.

  Brilliant aura burst out from the huge shield, and its defensive power returned to its peak state again.

  See this scene.

  Cheng Buzheng couldn't help thinking to himself:

   "A late-stage Golden Core is worthy of being a late-stage Golden Core monk, who can exert the power of a low-rank magic weapon to the limit."

   "If it was in the early or middle stage of Jindan, this magic weapon would have been torn apart."

   From this, we can also see the power of the magic weapon.

   It can also be found that the magic weapon is not so fragile.

   But, on that!

  Cheng Buzheng didn't care, this was what he expected, but the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a cold smile.

   Just now, in order not to startle the snake, I dealt with one person first.

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